Pages

Monday, June 29, 2009

In my continuing quest to motivate Ziggy, I might have done a little online shopping....

Ok, so I may have gone a little crazy with the furry toys – but I’m trying to get Ziggy to play more, and the time he’s most enthusiastic is when he’s chasing squirrels, so I went shopping for (lots of) furry toys. Here’s the breakdown:

Furry Squeaker

This was donated by our German Shepherd friend Chance. It’s too little for her, and Ziggy LOVES it. It’s a bit small for him, too, so play is closely supervised. I carry it around in my pocket – or under my arm – when I’m training, and periodically throw it for Z if he’s focusing really well. Mom drops furry things – how fun is that?!

Furry Bag

This has a Velcro top, and contains low-cal dog treats or dry kibble. I’m trying to teach Ziggy to pick up the bag and bring it to me – then I’ll open the bag and let him snack on the treats inside. He now understands that he’s supposed to put it in his mouth, but the retrieve & hold part is still a bit lost on him.

I’m doing this because I want him to learn to drive to an inanimate object. This will help with our jump training by allowing him to focus on the jumps (running towards the bag lying on the ground) and not my position. To give credit where credit is due, I’m shamelessly stealing this idea from Susan Salo’s jumping video.

It will also enable me to keep things interesting by throwing something “exciting” that he really, really wants. With Maggie, I shove this in my pocket and occasionally throw it when she’s going over the broad jump. This really increases her drive over the jump -- flying furry thing full of treats – yippee!! So far with Z, I’ll throw it as he’s coming out of the tunnel, etc. to help him drive.

Furry Tug, flat fox toy & bright fleece tug

Right now these are a bit of a “bust.” Ziggy’s not so interested. Well, you win some, you lose some. And who knows, maybe one day he’ll want to tug…

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Maggie doesn't look to thrilled with her new bed in this picture, as I had to pose her on the bed using a down stay. She much prefers to sleep under our (human) bed in the summer - too hot for a dog bed - and was slightly annoyed that I made her stay on this bed. Maggie's life is very hard.

The bed is called the "slumber ball" - I found it on Drs. Foster Smith website. I love their beds, and Maggie loves to "nest," so I figured it would be perfect. She has done some good nesting in this bed already, and the nice thing about it is that it's big enough that it doesn't get shifted all over the bedroom when she nests furiously. All 3 dogs like the bed - Maggie & Ziggy sleep on it (even at the same time once!), and Denzil likes to lay in the bed next door and use this one as a pillow.

Related to point #3 – this is a big takeaway from Sylvia Bishop. I need to make it fun and exciting for Ziggy to be with me. As one of my previous obedience instructors used to say “you need to be more appealing to your dog than the dog's next best alternative.”

I’m trying to take this to heart by shoving toys in my pockets to use when we do something right, bringing “gold-level” treats with me when we train new things, and learning to play with Ziggy like his brother Denzil plays with him. So basically, I look like a lumpy fool when I work w/ Ziggy – but Ziggy seems to like and that’s all that matters.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I can’t believe Maggie is 10. I got her when she was 7 months old. She was my first dog as an “adult.” She has taught me, and continues to teach me, so much about dogs and dog training.

This is a picture of Maggie showing how well she can do one of my favorite things

(agility)

This one's a picture of Maggie showing how well she can do one of her favorite things

(rolling in stink)

My most memorable moments with Maggie this year:

·In competition: Getting a “Q” and taking 1st place (the other 10 dogs nq’d) in Open A obedience – on the first time in the Open ring for both of us! I was so proud of her!

·In “everyday life”: Maggie diving into the bushes after a too-quick-to-be-identified critter and me having to dive in after her to pull her off the brush pile where the critter was hiding. She had blood flowing out of her mouth. It was her blood. My heart sank, as we were 1.5 miles from home. I pictured myself carrying a 35lb bleeding dog all the way back. I used our cool-down water to flush her mouth. Thankfully it was a small scrape and the bleeding slowed to a trickle pretty quickly. Maggie was undeterred and continues to indulge her love of chasing small woodland creatures whenever she can.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Maggie, Denzil, and Ziggy are very much alike, yet at the same time very different. These differences are certainly apparent when they are working (training and competing). The most challenging dog at the moment is Ziggy. I’ll get to him in a moment, but first here’s what I’m comparing him to:

Maggie

Maggie is my first Cardigan, and the dog that got me hooked on the breed. She’s a very hard worker, and she’s focused on her task -- she’s not the sort to get into the ring and frap, or shut down and not try. She has a job, and she’s there to do it. She’s not perfect, but I never have a doubt that she’s doing her best.

Maggie’s also a fun dog to train because she learns quickly and is willing to give me the benefit of the doubt – continuing to try in the face of uncertainty (which, with me as a handler, I’m sure there’s a lot of.) Maggie’s main motivation is food – if there’s a biscuit involved, she’s in!

I realize that I’m a bit spoiled with Maggie because she’s a very “honest” dog who’s easy to motivate and train.

Denzil

Denzil is my second Cardigan. Denzil has always been an enthusiast, but early in his life, this made him quite a challenge to train. His “distract-o-matic” was set on high until he was about 2.5 years old, and the fun happening around him was often more interesting than me. Finally his attention kicked in, and now he has a great deal of focus most of the time. I’ve had people I trained with early in Denzil’s life actually ask me if he’s the same dog!

Denz is filled with enthusiasm and is motivated first and foremost by wanting to GO and DO. The dog wants a job and is keen when he’s doing the job. He also likes food rewards (he is a Cardi, after all), but those are secondary for Denzil.

Denzil and I have figured out how to work well together. My main challenge now is finding challenging activities that he’s physically able to participate in.

and now for the youngest pack member:

Ziggy

Ziggy is my 3rd Cardigan – and right now he’s an enigma.

My challenge is to figure out the best way to train this boy – what exactly is going to build the “want” in this dog? (Ziggy is very laid back most of the time.)

He likes food – but not like Maggie likes food. He likes to work sometimes – but not like his brother Denzil. He has great attention and focus sometimes. At other times he’d just rather sit around. He’s also a bit stubborn so doing something like taking him back to the place where he broke a stay is often met with an impassive look and feet that are firmly glued to the floor.

So this is my quest – how do I build with Ziggy a strong working relationship like I have with Maggie and Denzil? I’m quite confident that Ziggy will make me a better dog trainer and handler. I’m also confident that it’s going to be a very long and interesting journey….

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Here's a picture of the 3 dogs taken on Friday. Don't they look lovely (not that I'm biased in any way) - shiny, clean, and just like new!!

Friday was a busy day for the dogs. They went to the groomer and to the chiropractor, so inside and out they are feeling good.

This is the first time any of them have been to the groomer --it's a job I can do easily at home, and I'm a bit too cheap to pay someone else to do it. Also, I enjoy the crazy after-bath running and rolling - although not so much the smell of wet dog around the house.

So why did they go this time? One word: guilt. Not my guilt. Our petsitter's guilt.

Tuesday it rained. Tuesday Pete was working out of the house. Tuesday the neighbors had a couple of terriers visiting. Tuesday when the petsitter let the dogs out they ran up and down the fence and came in MUDDY. Pete got home to find 3 muddy dogs stashed in their crates. Wednesday the petsitter came by and apologized profusely for the muddy state of the dogs. Pete explained that corgis + rain = mud, and that muddy dogs are normal in our home. She would have none of it, and offered to pay for a trip to the groomer. Above and beyond on her part, and what a wonderful treat for us!

The 3 also went to the chiropractor. At lunchtime a couple of colleagues and I were talking about our weekends, and I told them that I got to spend Friday evening driving 45 min each way to the chiro for my dogs. They stopped eating (really, they did) and looked at me as if I were insane. Maybe I am, but the chiro really helps Denzil feel better, and Maggie moves more freely after her adjustment. Ziggy gets to go now, too - for maintenance - as he's now officially a "performance dog."

Anyway, it's Saturday morning and they're all 3 still smelling, looking, and feeling great. A good start to weekend, indeed!

Friends of the Trio

My favorite websites

Oh, in case you're wondering

I'm a (some say crazy) dog person who enjoys training my dogs and learning as much as I can along the way.
I share tales of dog training, life with my Cardis, work on our dream property in Washington State, and the occasional bit of travel.